To Know Who You Are Without Any

He Closed His Eyes And Sank Into The Warm Dusk That Separates Consciosness And Sleep, Where Reality Bends And Sways To The Wind Of Thought, And Where Creativity Blossoms In Its Freedom From Boundaries And All Things Are Possible.

Anger Has Its Place, But It Will Not Serve You Here, The Way Of The Warrior Is The Way Of Knowing. Of That Knowledge Requires You To Use Anger, Then You Use Anger, But You Cannot Wrest Forth Knowledge By Losing Your Temper.

It's Overwhelming. I Feel As If I Am Living In An Illusion A Dream Where All Things Are Possible. Amazing Things Do Happen I Know But Always To Someone Else Always In Some Far Off Place And Time.

The Trickster, The Riddler, The Keeper Of Balance, He Of The Many Faces Who Finds Life In Death And Who Fears No Evil; He Who Walks Through Doors.

They May Fight With Us, But They Don't Fight For Us.